This is my brand new Potato peeler (do me a favour and check out fig.1D above). I did have a more conventionally shaped Potato peeler, but I had to use it in self-defence during an altercation with my Atkins-style postman, who staggered off with it and has not since bothered to returned it. Thus, it's with the approval of both my doctor and probation officer that a new, less protruding chapter of Potato peeling has opened in my life. The happy Potato face on the handle is there to remind me that it's never ok to stab anyone, even if they have just tersely declined a slice of my freshly baked Potato cake.
